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wats cracc'n - prynce greedy lyrics

aye
if i fall off, when i land imma sticc it
i’m throwin zips like it’s ultimate frisbee

these n*ggas lie to these b*tches to kicc it
i been a playa since i done been livin
come shop wit me imma drop the lil ticcet
i counted a 20 in hunnids and fifties, and went on the run they was tryna get me
i got em angry, they hatin, they livid
i’m bacc on my bullsh*t finessin the diesel, i sell it like runtz
but i’m smokin’ on cookies 3.5 in a blunt
cant credit you nothin, you can’t get a front
these n*ggas want smoke but they hide when its up
i dont want no rap friends
i done went up on my baccend, im taxin fucc n*ggas a fee for the cabbage
the love to cause friction but run from the static, i’m wit it wats craccin

gimme a second to roll up a baccie then imma get at it
you aint a trapper if you got a p and got nowhere to stash it
12 get behind me and light me, on crip imma mash it
ain’t got no heart like i’m 21 savage
big greedy been wreakin havoc
can get up wit any lil vibe that i want
i’m fuccin and leavin my seed on the matress on 60s no cappin
this playasclub bidness and i be the captain
count up the skrilla, i’m easy cash havin
the last n*gga ran up, i had to pap em
don’t get yourself hit wit this sticc like john madden
can’t lie yea i’m feelin myself
i jus be poppin my sh*t for the sake of my health
like nike jus do it, i do it to death
my shirt fulla stripes i feel like i’m a ref
i swear imma shoot bout respect
a n*gga act foul imma feed em a tec
i feel like i’m so far ahead of the rest
greedy muhammad ali, i’m the best
i float like a b*tterfly, bite like a tiger
he said he ain’t rat but that n*gga a liar
roll up the georgia pie let me get higher
i’m goin up, on my set i’m on fire
you want the static my n*gga then bet it
f&n made that boy stomach spaghetti
fell in the lil bitty gap it was wetty
imma drop whenever the fucc i get ready
i can not function wit none of these lames
them n*ggas they weak they don’t roll wit the gang
me and these n*ggas is not built the same
i feel like i’m sittin on top of the game

if i fall off, when i land imma sticc it
i’m throwin zips like it’s ultimate frisbee
these n*ggas lie to these b*tches to kicc it
i been a playa since i done been livin
come shop wit me imma drop the lil ticcet
i counted a 20 in hunnids and fifties, and went on the run they was tryna get me
i got em angry, they hatin, they livid
i’m bacc on my bullsh*t finessin the diesel, i sell it like runtz
but i’m smokin’ on cookies 3.5 in a blunt
cant credit you nothin, you can’t get a front
these n*ggas want smoke but they hide when its up
i dont want no rap friends
i done went up on my baccend, im taxin fucc n*ggas a fee for the cabbage
the love to cause friction but run from the static, i’m wit it wats craccin

- prynce greedy lyrics

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